Chen Tianlang stared for a while, and then began to move the briquettes.

Coal moving is also skilled and exquisite. Instead of moving it piece by piece, but borrowing a special kind of briquette, placing those briquettes securely, and then lifting the bottom of the briquettes, so that you can carry thirty or forty pieces at a time, and the kind of briquettes that sell briquettes are basically carried on the car.

Chen Tianlang was not polite, he directly took the bottom of the car and began to carry it, and then saw that the man who sold coal leaned on the gate of Chen's house, took out a cheap Baiheqiao cigarette from his pocket, lit one and smoked it, smoking in his nose, watching Chen Tianlang move the briquettes, and read in his mouth: "Student, it's not me who has a broken mouth, I like to gossip, and your mother is too picky, so I can't bear to pay five cents...... What should you do with five cents, just buy a box of broken cigarettes to smoke, and look at the present, it will tire you like this. ”

Chen Tianlang looked up at him, with a sturdy physique, a cinder on his face, leaning against the door and resembling the old demon of the black wind in "Journey to the West".

"I see that you are about the same age as the eldest of my family, and you are also in the third year of high school......, right? The one in our house was squatting in the room, and all the English, math, and Chinese were brought out to review it...... My purpose is very simple, that is, to train him to be a college student, and in the future, don't sell briquettes like me!"

After the man finished speaking, he glanced at Chen Tianlang again and said: "Don't listen to what I say, you can't get ahead without reading in this era." Look at me, the two children around me now must be two college students in the future. If someone asks me how I confessed, I will say that Lao Tzu sold coal to provide it! Listen, isn't it quite bullish? ”

Chen Tianlang smiled, he didn't expect that this coal seller was still a big poor mouth, if anyone had such a father, it would be lively enough.

Next, the coal seller boasted about how great his precious eldest son was, how hard he studied, and he got the top ten results in the exam every time.

This made Chen Tianlang a little embarrassed, although he was no longer ready to take the road of studying, but the other party was a child of a poor family, and he was still very admirable for being able to work so hard.

At this time, the briquettes were almost moved, and my mother Liu Yucui brought out the food from the kitchen and put it aside to cool him, a bowl of gnocchi, a white steamed bun, and a salted duck egg.

The black boy who was sitting on the cart and munching on the black bun saw the salted duck eggs, so he crossed his legs, shouted for food, and threw the bun in his hand to the ground.

The coal seller didn't listen to any scolding, and he cried.

The man picked up the black bun, and somewhat reluctantly tore off the dusty bun skin, then blew it, and coaxed the child and said, "We'll cook one for you when we go home later, it's bigger than this." ”

The child still did not give up, and cried even louder.

Chen Tianlang next to him couldn't see the child crying, so he handed over the cold salted duck eggs and said, "Don't cry, this is for you to eat." ”

The little black child wiped his eyeballs with the back of his hand, glanced at his father timidly, and the coal seller sighed and said, "Take it, you have to thank your brother." ”

Liu Yuping happened to come out of the kitchen to bring food, and when she saw this scene, her lips moved, but she didn't say anything.

……

Chen Tianlang was about to move the remaining briquettes into the kitchen, but the man who sold the coal took the first step and said: "You rest, leave the rest to me--- my strength is worthless, and I am idle." ”

Chen Tianlang smiled, didn't argue with him, and was about to wash his hands and eat, when he heard someone shouting not far away: "Boss! Boss Chen!" With the shouting, a person ran over.

When the person got closer, Chen Tianlang looked at it, he was a little familiar, and then he remembered, isn't the other party the "Dayong", his newly acquired little brother.

But before Chen Tianlang could ask him what was going on, the little black boy sitting on the coal cart eating duck eggs pointed at Dayong with his finger and said stupidly: "Brother...... Brother is here!"

The man who sold briquettes was also stunned, looked at Dayong and said, "He Dayong, why are you here?"

Dayong was obviously startled, he lied to his father that he was reviewing his homework at home, but he came here to report to Boss Chen, he thought it was foolproof, but he didn't expect his father to sell briquettes here.

It turned out that the man who sold briquettes was He Dayong's father, He Qiang, and the baby son He Qiang praised just now was He Dayong.

At this moment, when the father and son met in this situation, they were all embarrassed with a capital letter.

Knowing a son is not as good as a father, what kind of virtue his son is, He Qiang knows best, what class is in the top ten, what is studying hard, working hard, all the boasting just now is actually made up by him, the purpose is to grow a long face in front of Chen Tianlang.

"Ahem, so you know each other. Uh-ha, I'll move the briquettes first!" He Qiang felt that his face was lost, and he was stabbed in front of a hairy child.

Seeing his father's strange expression, He Dayong approached Chen Tianlang and asked, "Boss, is my father bragging B again?"

Chen Tianlang smiled, this father and son are also living treasures, so he asked He Dayong what was the matter with him. He Dayong said, "Didn't you let us keep an eye on Diao Wenbin? These days...... Then He Dayong told Chen Tianlang about Diao Wenbin's whereabouts in the past few days, and at the end, he added, "Since we have joined Boss Chen's Hongxing Society, we will definitely do our best." Boss, do you think we're okay?"

Chen Tianlang couldn't cry or laugh, he originally founded Hongxing Club just as a joke, but he didn't expect them to take it seriously, and it was really difficult for them to follow Diao Wenbin's ass for the past few days. So he pretended to be very satisfied and encouraged them a few words, and asked, "Are you sure that Diao Wenbin is going to escape?"

"Yes, I saw him go home and pack his luggage, and now I guess I'm at the train station, I'll let Baozi follow alone!"

It turns out that three people work in shifts these days, one person follows a day, yesterday it was a bull, and today it is the turn of buns.

Chen Tianlang nodded, and he had a plan in his heart. Then he turned around and asked Dayong if he had eaten, or if he had some to eat. He Dayong smiled and said, "No, I'd better help my dad move the briquettes first, otherwise he will repair me again when I go back!"

……

He Qiang and Liu Yucui didn't expect their son to be friends, when they finished moving the briquettes to settle the accounts, Liu Yucui insisted on giving a full four yuan, but He Qiang only received three yuan and five yuan. The two of them had been dying for a profit of five cents before, and they both wanted to take advantage. Now they are competing again for five cents, but they all want to suffer a small loss. This is the world of adults, Chen Tianlang has lived two lives, and he still can't understand it.

In the end, He Qiang only charged three yuan and five cents, and said that Liu Yuping was too good, and said that his second child also ate a salted duck egg from the Chen family, so that no one would suffer.

He Qiang pulled the coal cart away, and Liu Yucui was overjoyed, after all, he saved five cents and sold his favor. As soon as she thought of the thrifty tractor she bought for her son to pull bricks, Liu Yucui felt hot in her heart. After a rough calculation, it seems that I have saved ten yuan and five cents in the past few days, including the sewing money for sewing clothes for others, the egg money for selling firewood eggs, and the pocket money given by my daughter Chen Hong......

Thinking of this, Liu Yucui sorted out the money one by one, basically all of them were gross tickets, and the most were two or two cents and five cents. I wondered if I should exchange these gross tickets for large sheets and put them together with the hidden money, and then I was worried about the 1,800 yuan I hid, and I didn't see them for two or three days, and I didn't know if it was safe.

Liu Yucui glanced outside, not knowing where her son Chen Tianlang ran away after eating, this kid is like a ghost, he always doesn't touch the house. That's fine, Liu Yucui saw that there was no one around, so she ran to her sewing machine, carefully opened the belly of the sewing machine, and found the paper bag from which she had saved money.

Liu Yucui's memory has always been very good, and the impression of this paper bag does not seem to be like what she is looking at, she panicked, and hurriedly opened the paper bag, which was wrapped in a ticket of 100 yuan and 10 yuan, count it, yes, 1,800 yuan. Again, yes, it's 1,800 bucks. After counting three times in a row and confirming that the amount in it had not changed, Liu Yucui breathed a sigh of relief.

But looking at the money, the more Liu Yucui looked at it, the more she felt that something was wrong, the amount of money was not less, but the appearance of the money was different from before she hid it.

Liu Yucui picked up a brand-new 100 yuan bill, leaned in front of her eyes and looked at it vigorously, no matter how she looked at it, she had a strange feeling.

This money is not mine, my money is stained with my blood and sweat.

I'm familiar with what they look like, I'm familiar with what they taste.

Liu Yucui came to a conclusion.

That is, the money has been touched.

Who moved?

Daughter absolutely not!

That's it---

"Chen Tianlang, you stinky boy, where did you die?"

Liu Yucui let out a deafening roar.